Week 33..getting off track made me lose a week in there…
Yes, it has been 33 weeks. Some how I got way behind on my blogging, but it is indeed 33 weeks! Week 33 has been a week of really seeing how far I have come, but through different eyes. It was a week of really realizing just how important meetings are. It was a week of indulgences and being really honest with myself. It was definitely a week!
I affectionately call Week 33 “hell week”. It wasn’t hell week because of Weight Watchers, it was “hell week” because work was very, very busy. I recently increased my hours from 25hrs/week to 37hrs/week at work. This is a change that will last through the holiday rush. And in Week 33, I worked even MORE hours because of a rush we were having. And to add to everything else, my husband has been having a rough month or so at work as well. We work for the same company which is usually great, but sometimes, (like “hell week”) its not such a great idea to have us working for the same company. It makes it a bit difficult to leave work at work. Anyway, it was a rough week in case you didn’t get that already.
So Tuesday (which for this Blog’s purpose) was the beginning of my Weight Watcher week..the beginning of Week 33. That night, I can’t for the life of me remember what I made for actual dinner. But for dessert, we had Brownie Sundaes and there was NOTHING lite about it. I figured, hey, its just once this week, I can indulge! No one held a gun to my head. I made the choice. Truth be told, I didn’t even like the sundae. I should have just had the brownie without all the extra stuff. The problem is, it didn’t stop at Tuesday night. It kept going with diet cokes and chocolate donuts. It kept going with kit kats and diet coke for afternoon snacks. It just kept going.
It was a rough week. I was PMSing. I made choices that were not the best for me. Great, so let’s pick myself up, dust myself off and keep moving forward!
Naomi came home from school on Friday or maybe Monday before Week 33 weigh in. She had a sheet of paper to track exercise activity that she does outside of school. If she colors in all of the stars before December 7 she will get a free ticket to Laser Tag. She was so excited! “Look, Mom! With all the stuff I do now this will be easy! I got this last year, but I didn’t even bother cause I never did anything.” That is when it hit me! Yes, I have lost weight, I have gone down sizes, I am no longer prediabetic or have high blood pressure. Yes, I have run several races this year. Yes I have done my 25 derby laps in under 5 minutes. All of those things are amazing accomplishments However, what I am the most proud of is the way changing my life has changed my daughter’s! I am most proud of the effect I have made in the way she looks at life. She looks forward to exercising and being active! I have gotten her off the couch! To me, this breaking of this obesity cycle is AS important to me as breaking that cycle of abuse I had to break when I had kids!
This realization of what has changed in my daughter’s life has really given me something else to think about and hold tight to. Whenever I feel the need to use food as my comfort (like I did during Week 33), I need to remember how what I do affects my daughter and be grateful for the change and remember that I am her role model!
So going into Week 33’s weigh in, I knew there would be some weight gain. My scale at home said there would be. I wasn’t sure how big the jump would be, but true to form, my body always gains a bit of weight at PMS time. (Well at least more times than not) And let’s face it, last week, I had my fair share of unhealthy meals and snacks! I would have deserved any extra weight I put back on. And I was ready and willing to own it as I stepped on the scale. I didn’t feel guilty. I just needed to be accountable. It would have been easy to say, “No thanks. I want to take a pass on the scale this week” But the truth of the matter is, I NEEDED to see what I was doing to my body. I needed to be held accountable. So I stepped on the scale. I was only up .4# this week. That is nothing really.
After I stepped on the scale, I went into my meeting. I NEEDED to be there. I needed to talk about my comfort food eating. I needed to hear myself say the words. I needed to hear myself find my own answers. I needed to feel that support from my friends who are on this journey with me. This week, 33 weeks in, I really felt the IMPORTANCE of the Weight Watchers meeting. Before my meeting I was feeling down on myself, and I was fighting myself to really be honest and to stay on track. After the meeting I felt completely different. I felt free of all of that “pre-meeting guilt and shame”. I was so much lighter feeling after my meeting. I am so grateful for my commitment to this process. I am grateful to my amazing leader, Paula. And I am grateful for each person who shares their stories, triumphs, and struggles in the meeting.
Week 33 was definitely a week to go inward and really look at where I am and where I am come from and what do I really want from this journey. And more importantly, what am I will to give to myself to keep this journey going? What is my WHY????
The answer??? Breaking this cycle of obesity. Being the positive example to my daughter. Taking better care of myself and living a healthy and active lifestyle. Plain and simple.